The magic bullet.

The bullet was random.
To everyone else that is.
To me it was particular.
It hit me in the forehead. 
Apparently if anyone 
deserved it it was me.

They said it ruined my career
i was the best lawyer in the city.
But it didn't  
it changed me is all,
thats for sure it did.
I lost my memory 
Had to learn everything 
from scratch
Just like a kid again.

I found out later I did not
Like who I was 
I hated what I did
 Before bullet day.
I quit being a lawyer
I could not stand the lies.

I had lied and cheated on my wife
.a beautiful lady told me
 she was my lover.
I told her I did not know her
And I was happily married.
With a beautiful daughter.
She left weeping.

My young daughter 
taught me how
To tie my shoelaces.
How to read again with
Dick jane and spot.

I limp pretty bad now
Brain damage they say.
I talk softer and care more.
Then my beautiful wife started 
to care about me.

She kissed me and 
Showed me how 
to make love to her.
She was new to me
And I was new to her.
It was our second first time.

Just as exciting as I could imagine.
Just like the first time must have been.
The one that I could not remember.
I asked of her how did we first meet
She says at a party 
I swept her off her feet

The new me can not sweep 
anything but the kitchen floor.
Then she said we met again
After a big storm  in our life.
Just recently and I needed her 
So badly and that she needed me.

And that my daughter has fallen in love
With her new gentle caring dad.
The one with a bullet 
lodged in his brain.

The one that is childlike
And is totally sure of 
what is right and wrong.
But most of all the one that
Hates his old self
And loves his new found family
More than life itself.

We downsized
A small country cottage
But it glows in the night
From all of the love
That lives inside 
its humble walls

Sometimes in the quietness
Of the evening
I say a prayer of thanks
And forgiveness
For the man 
Who shot me in the head.
His aim must have been guided
By the angels.

Tags: love, hope,